Pregnant with the president's cub after escaping marriage

Jiang Yaojing raised his eyes, stared at him for two seconds, and said in a deep voice, "Not dead?"

Chen Yue replied, "It's not dead, it's the driver who died."

"Treat it cleanly, and you can give more compensation to the deceased."

Chen Yue responded, "Yes."

Chen Yue felt quite guilty about this matter. His goal was Gu Zhenting, but he killed an innocent person.

"The company may need you to go there." Chen Yue said.

"I see."

Jiang Yaojing responded indifferently, without a trace of expression on his face, it was so cold that the surrounding air could be frozen, he raised his hand, indicating that Chen Yue could go.

In the past few days, Jiang Yaojing's face has been gloomy, and Chen Yue's conversation with him is not as casual as before.

He backs off.

After closing the study door, he saw Song Yunyun in the living room and said, "Do you care about Head Office Jiang?"

Those who are subordinates, working in this atmosphere, are so depressed that they are about to suffocate.

Huo Xun didn't even want to come. He didn't like to go to the company before, but now he is in the company every day and he doesn't want to come back.

It's not that Song Yunyun doesn't want to care about Jiang Yaojing, but now he needs some time to digest Lin Yuwan's death.

How long has it been since Lin Yuwan died? 166 novels

Make him laugh all day long?

is it possible?

He wasn't that kind of person before, and it's even more impossible now.

Song Yunyun knew the pain in his heart.

"Give him a moment."

she said softly.

"I just think Mr. Jiang has been like this, which is quite worrying." This is also Chen Yue's real thought.

I think Jiang Yaojing is too depressed.

He felt uncomfortable, and he could swear loudly. This kind of silence made the space with him very small, making it difficult to breathe.

Chen Yue was afraid that after such a long time, Jiang Yaojing would get sick again.

Song Yunyun said, "I know."

Chen Yue sighed, "I'm leaving."

Song Yunyun nodded, "Okay.

After Chen Yue left, Song Yunyun was holding Shuangshuang and was about to go back to the room when the door of the study suddenly rang.

Jiang Yaojing opened the door, saw Song Yunyun in the living room, and said, "Come in, I have something to say to you."

Song Yunyun whispered, "Shuangshuang fell asleep, I will put him down."

Jiang Yaojing didn't say anything, it was a tacit consent.

Song Yunyun returned to the room, put both of them on the bed, both of them moved unsteadily, showing signs of waking up, Song Yunyun hugged him and gently patted him on the back.

It took a while for both of them to fall asleep, and she dared to withdraw her hand.

At this time, the arms are numb.

Now both can sink.

She walked out of the room and closed the door gently, moving her arms while walking towards the study.

She pushed open the door.

Jiang Yaojing turned around. He was tall and straight, shrouded in the sunlight behind him, and the wisps of light were entangled and reflected on his face, rendering him more aloof and handsome.

Song Yunyun hesitated for a moment before slowly walking in.

She has never looked at him so quietly. He is not yet 30 years old, but his body is full of maturity, calm and hot.

At this moment, his brows and eyes, his expression, are as calm as a lake, unable to stir up any waves.

Song Yunyun's heart ached.

She doesn't like this feeling.

She took the initiative to approach, suppressed the bitterness, raised her face, and squeezed out a smile.

Jiang Yaojing lowered his eyelids, frowned, and his expression was complicated, so complicated that no one could see through.

"Why did you call me? Did you tell me something?" She spoke first.

"Well, I'm going to the company." He replied.

Then he added, "It may take a while."

Song Yunyun asked, "Then, will you have time to attend Shen Zhiqian's wedding?"

Jiang Yaojing said he didn't know.

She hugged him suddenly, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, "I will miss you."

Jiang Yaojing didn't move, nor did he respond.

Even, the body is tense.

Song Yunyun raised her head, tiptoed, and kissed his cold lips.

The moment it gets on it, he moves away.

"If I don't come back, you go for me."

After speaking, he broke away Song Yunyun's hand, "I still have something to do."

It means you can go out.

Song Yunyun stood where he was, his refusal and indifference were like knives, and it hurt everyone.

"Jiang Yaojing, I have something to tell you."

She can't stand this feeling.

She didn't want to suffer like this with him.

"Your mother's death, in fact—"